From the outside, the effect of a disembodied head sitting on a shelf is quite creepy, but it's mitigated by the painted clown body underneath.I let m...yself in and shut the door behind me. It wasn't exactly spacious, but then I wasn't exactly there for a zumba class, either. There was a bar stool to sit on with a gas lift to get you positioned just right regardless of height. Over-engineered it may be, but it looked like you could sit there comfortably for half an hour or more; and that's not. He had no choice but to follow. Once inside the bathroom, she forced him to his knees in front of the toilet. Hiking up her miniskirt, she pushed his face into her cunt. "Drink up pussy boy" she said, as she began to piss in his face. Opening his mouth wide, he gamely tried to swallow the hot stream as it hit him in the face. The hot stream stung his eyes, and he began choking on it as he involuntarily inhaled some of the hot salty piss up his nose. After a few seconds, he was able to catch up,. I told Rachelle everything how it started as a regular talk between the two of us, but Monica pressed the conversation forward by asking about Rachelle. "Did you tell her that we fucked?" Rachelle asked."Yes, of course," I smiled, knowing Rachelle wanted to Monica to know that she fucked me first. "She wasn't happy." Good," Rachelle smiled. "I bet she tried to out fuck me, didn't she?" Rachelle said with an evil grin."She came close," I said as I remembered my dick being balls deep in her ass.. The bar manager was busy arguing with the camera crew, yelling about how he was supposed to clean cum from all the floors and pool table and how his place was going to get shut down because of what just happened.Walking over to the pool table, Sam picked up her dress and bra, noticing that her panty was missing. “Some guy must have helped himself to it” she thought to herself, shrugging as she tucked her dress and bra over her arms. The female crew member ushered her towards the bathroom,.